St George High School - Harborlight Yearbook (St George, ME)

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ST GEORGE HI LIGHTS The Junior class this year revised the school newspaper of St George High School, THE HI LIGHTS This was the first newspaper edition since the edition published two years ago by the Juniors, the class of '52 Five newspapers have been published this year During the five times that the HI LIGHTS was published, many laughable events took place along with a few hair pull ing, pencil biting, nerve racking mistakes This is to be expected, of course Most of the time auiconsentration was spent on justify ing the margins This often became very tiresome but at the same time proved to be a challenge to all the typists on the staff All members of the Junior Class took part in making p this newspaper and editors were chosen from the other three classes The HI LIGHTS proved to be a huge success Editor Robert Boylan Business Manager Sandra Simmons Editors Senior William Mallory Sophomore Derald Elwell Activites Loa Lee Wiley Sports James Rand Art Leon Minzy Continued Story Robert Skoglund Alumni Notes Marianne Lufkin Co Editor Assistant Patricia Benner Nancy Polky Junior Freshmen Nancy Morse Bobby Thompson Richard Murray Ida Wilson Herbert Elwell Character Sketch Bev Falla Typists Junior Class Band Jokes

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THE MARSH I sit on its shores in the summer time beneath the light blue sky And watch the wind blown ripples shlne and go racing daintly by Overhead each pine tree, laden with cones so brown, Breathes of a scented perfume and is dressed in a emerald gown The graceful swallows in the sky soar, and sing, and dive Their song of freedom fills your heart, and you're glad to be alive In the fall the Marsh is dressed again, in colors of different hue It radiates in a glorious way, The frost stings, and the wind blows, the leaves all fall away, Till the Northern Lights begin to glow, with the birth of a Winter day Resting in its bed of ice, with its glistening blanket of snow, The Marsh sleeps on, till the breath o Spring gives it a golden glow The trees awaken and begin to bloom, the birds commense to sing, The lazy field throws off its gloom, e arsh cries out nIt's Springln Lydia MacKinnon S3 LOVELY LILACS Our lilac bush, so trim and neat, Is it at it's best in summer's heat Which brings out fragrance fresh and sweet To neighbors strolling down our street Whiter than the clouds on high Snowy white to catch the eye Of any friend as he goes by My house where lovelv lilacs lie Roberta Olsen '53 ' s J 3 , .9 against a sky of blue. f Th M -- I